After exchanging bodies with the heroine, gl [Crossing Books]

The Jianfeng disciple who died in Daoxiao is not in the same place where Han Yunsheng's bones are buried in the book, and Han Yunsheng has no intention of mourning himself.

Could it be that she was supposed to stand beside "her own" humble grave, thinking about the worst future development?

Han Yunsheng is not the kind of person who complains about himself.

Occasionally, she will be affected by her own ending in the book, and she will be angry or self-doubt because of this. Most of the time, she still believes that man can conquer nature, that the road is walked by herself, and her destiny is controlled by herself.

Han Yunsheng went lightly to the feeding hall. In the secret path behind a statue of the patriarch enshrined in the feeding hall is the place where the extinguished spirit cards of Jianfeng disciples are placed.

There was even a bit of dust on the spirit tablets of the disciples who were lit. When Han Yunsheng floated by, he couldn't help brushing the dust with his hands, but nothing was photographed.

The feeding hall is pitifully deserted, there is not even a disciple who is stationed and regularly cleans the disciples' spirit cards.

Han Yunsheng entered the secret passage all the way, and there were a large number of extinguished disciple spirit cards piled up in front of him.

Not only were some disciples' spiritual cards extinguished, but their bodies were also broken into pieces. One can imagine how much torture they had suffered before they died.

Han Yunsheng counted them one by one, her eyes were very quiet, and she saw many, many familiar names. Thinking about it, there are very few real surviving disciples of Jianfeng now.

After reading them one by one, she remembered the familiar or slightly unfamiliar names one after another in her heart.

Han Yunsheng finally looked at a disciple spirit card. This spirit card was placed independently of other spirit cards. It looked lonely and no one was with it.

This spirit card is also broken, the center seems to be pierced through, making it miserable to be cut in half.

Han Yunsheng caught sight of the name engraved on the spirit tablet - Jiang Ran.

Brother Jiang Ran is also dead.When Han Yunsheng first saw Jiang Ran's death in the future in the book, he didn't think much about it. The idea of ​​Shiying Daojun also drove part of Han Yunsheng's thoughts.

Han Yunsheng knew that Jiang Ran might end up doing a magic cultivator, but... he could be regarded as returning to his roots in the end.

Han Yunsheng clearly didn't have the slightest fluctuation in her heart, but she couldn't help crying as she watched.

Han Yunsheng knelt upright in front of these extinguished disciple spirit tablets, thinking in his heart - such a future will never come again.

Died at the hands of those scum in the Spirit Beast Peak, how can such an unjust death be satisfactory?

And the War of the Three Realms... Han Yunsheng knew that this was unavoidable, so from the very beginning, she never let Jianfeng's gossip-loving juniors and juniors relax and exercise, just to increase the possibility of survival.

Han Yunsheng knelt for a long time, from early morning to when the sun and the moon alternated.The body of the soul is tireless, but Han Yunsheng's heart feels a little tired.

She stood up and said goodbye.

When Han Yunsheng returned to the main hall of Yinfeng, she saw Lin Shiyin quietly flipping through a book under the candlelight. into the void.

Lin Shiyin said to Han Yunsheng who was beside her but couldn't catch his figure: "There is not much time left for rest."

Han Yunsheng understood that she wasn't gossiping with her about the late hour, and it was as it should be, Lin Shiyin's next sentence clearly pointed out the center.

"War is coming soon."

When Lin Shiyin said this, the gentleness in his eyes disappeared completely and turned into a sharp glow!

All Lin Shiyin's gentleness is only distributed to those close to her, but she has never had any ridiculous compassion when dealing with enemies!

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Han Yunsheng was also agitated by her sharpness at the moment—as expected, even Lin Shiyin, who was under the invisible influence of Han Guxuan, could never be some dodder flower that is attached to others and is willing to show off her beauty!

Han Yunsheng smiled slightly, as if for unknown reasons, all the mixed emotions in this "fantasy" that followed the trajectory of the original book were combined into pleasure and appreciation at this moment.

What Lin Shiyin said about the coming war is not a lie.

Han Yunsheng saw that Lin Shiyin, who had a chance to breathe, was planning something all night. Lin Shiyin always kept a booklet by his hand to record her occasional inspirations.

These inspirations can be put on the battlefield after some careful study, and become all kinds of good recipes that may turn the tide of the battle.

Even now, Lin Shiyin, who is now a Jindan monk, is getting tired from the boring calculations and planning for the next month, and occasionally there is even a faint blue color under his eyelids.

She is so tired.

And Han Yunsheng can only be a reliable backer, just watching Lin Shiyin tired and feeling sorry for her, there is nothing else he can do.

After staying for about a month, Han Yunsheng basically didn't see Han Guxuan coming a few times, and couldn't find any trace of Han Guxuan.It's as if he forgets the old man when he has a new man, treats the old man Lin Shiyin as free labor, and exploits it at will.

In this way, Han Yunsheng came to scold Han Guxuan every morning, noon and night, and it almost became a habit.

Lin Shiyin also greeted Han Yunsheng, the invisible spirit behind her, every day. After a long time, this seemed to have become her inner comfort.

One month later, Lin Shiyin finally abandoned the pen and paper, got up and left the seat in the main hall of the peak.

She spoke softly and accurately in the direction of Han Yunsheng, but nothing was reflected in her sight.

Han Yunsheng discovered that her sense of existence seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and Shiyin gradually became aware of her existence during this month's company.

"Let's go, let's go to the battlefield."

Lin Shiyin brought light weapons such as his own jade flute and short sword, and heavy things such as guzheng and guqin cannot be brought to the battlefield.

Han Yunsheng watched Lin Shiyin deal with Yinfeng's follow-up in case she died in an orderly manner, and secretly supported Jianfeng, and then briskly entered the teleportation formation.

Lin Shiyin used a few large spirit stones, and entered the long-distance transboundary teleportation array alone, and Han Yunsheng followed her. In a violent tremor, they arrived at the current battlefield of the Three Realms War.

...It was actually in the Demon Realm.

Han Yunsheng looked at the familiar black sky and crimson ground. If she hadn't been in that translucent soul state, she would have mistakenly thought that the illusion was over and returned to the place where she and Lin Shiyin escaped from Lingshou Peak. middle.

It's right to think about it, the hostile side will choose the most vulnerable place in the world to launch an attack. It just so happens that the Demon Realm is such a sweet pastry. It seems to be completely separated from the cultivation world, but in fact it is still disconnected, and the Demon Realm is broken. , it is not far from the monster clan's invasion of the mortal world and even the cultivation world.

The monster race dare not attack the mortal world, because mortals have no power to bind chickens, the law will treat them preferentially, and the karma of killing a mortal is several times that of killing a monk.

The place where the teleportation array teleports is the rear camp of the main force of the Qingzang sect.

As soon as Lin Shiyin's figure appeared, many monks showed incredible expressions.

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